The secluded circle just outside of St. Jude's Academy was probably Chuck's favorite place to go ever since he had been a freshman. Surrounded by a haze of whatever he had carelessly selected to be smoked, he could honestly say this was the only part of the day when he could be relaxed. As a lone wolf among mere puppies, he knew this was the only place where he could not be scrutinized. Should he venture out of the confines of his happy place, Chuck would find many different reactions from the same array of people.
His classmates would scoff at him and admire him at the same time for being able to get any girl at Constance with a simple glance. Said girls would look at him under hooded lashes, attempting to regain his attention, but Chuck would never give them the time of day. Once he had a taste, he would leave them to wallow over his absence. The teachers at both schools would tut at him for always being late, lazy, and irresponsible, but he would shrug them off and continue with his day, simply wishing to return to his suite and nurse a glass of scotch.
Despite his endearment towards his lonely hiding space, Chuck pushed himself off of the stone wall, and leisurely made his way towards St. Jude's main hall, only to stop right in the middle of the main square both schools shared, due to the eerie silence that had suddenly plagued every student. He looked around, however his mind was foggy at best, and he couldn't even remember what day it was. Suddenly, the resounding noise of stiletto heels echoed in his ears, causing him to snap his head over to the steps leading to the square, and he instantly regretted it.
She was a vision, a siren calling him to her shore, and he was sure he would be killed if he even ventured near her.
Dark mahogany curls cascaded down her back, and her eyes were pools of brown that revealed hints of gold in then when shown in the light. Her skin was a refreshing ivory shade that was covered by her new uniform. She was shorter than him, even with her three inch stilettos, but that didn't hide the fact that her legs looked miles long, and suddenly his loins tightened at the thought of them wrapped around his waist while he got exactly what he wanted out of her.
She stopped right in front of him and smirked before flouncing off towards the office and he got a closer look at her for the first time, and suddenly realization hit him like a ton of bricks.
Blair Waldorf was back.
She didn't have to spare a glance in anyone's direction to realize everyone had stopped to watch her entrance.
A tidal wave of anxiety crashed upon her, but she didn't let her composure flicker for a moment. She spent years with these peers, and she was actually nervous over their reaction to her return. Of course, the only reason she did return was because of a certain smarmy Basstard, who was right in her line of vision. She could tell he was higher than a plane at 30 thousand feet, but it didn't stop her from smirking at him before heading towards the office.
And the shock etched on his face was enough to made her walk with that much more confidence.
She glanced down at her schedule, full of AP classes, and rolled her eyes as she realized she had AP Chemistry with Mr. Peizer, the most boring person, ever. The bell had rung, and students were dissipating by the second, but she hadn't a care in the world.
She then smirked as she remembered the time she and Chuck had sat next to each other in his freshman chemistry and she had to keep from screaming his name as he-
The thought flew from her mind as the saying, "Speak of the devil, and he shall appear" became true.
He was walking towards her with a purpose, and she could tell he was more angry than surprised or happy, but she eyed him anyways, throwing him for a loop.
"Waldorf."
"Bass."
"So, what brings you back to town?"
"Oh nothing, I just happened to miss your company."
His nostrils flared and his eyes lit up like fire in a second. Sensing his hostility, her eyes became jaded and she keep her face void of emotion. His hand suddenly flew up and grabbed the back of her neck, and his other hand grabbed her petite waist, and he roughly pulled her to him. His face melded with her ivory neck, and he had to stop himself from moaning as he tasted what was his so long ago once more. He sucked and kissed, but then bit and tugged.
Blair lost herself for a few moments as she melted into him. His warm mouth suckled on the tender flesh of her neck, and she wanted so much more in that moment. Momentarily lost in the sweet pleasure he was giving her, she almost became rigid when he hissed in her ear.
"Don't tease me, Waldorf. I don't know what game you're playing, but know that this time, I will win."
He roughly shoved her from him, and the cold atmosphere hit her harder than she would have liked. He spun around and entered a nearby classroom, leaving her in a flurry of emotion.
Slowly grabbing her books and closing her locker, she registered that she had to move her feet, and she made her way towards her assigned class.
Head swimming, she realized this would be harder than she anticipated.
A/N: So this a new Chair fic I've just started! I wanted to put a new twist on high school Chair so I decided to write this prologue. Please R&R and I'll try to update!
